The shout carried not only pressure upon the soul, but also a pressure none of them could resist. This pressure differed from that of the soul: it came from the bloodline.
Meanwhile, deep within a towering hall on East Dragon Island, an aged figure sat quietly cross-legged, his hair and beard entirely white, his beard nearly trailing along the ground.
With that air of antiquity and weathered age, the figure, motionless as a puppet, seemed to have existed here since time immemorial.
He was the oldest member of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan still residing within the clan. He had witnessed the Ancient Dragon Clan's pinnacle under Zhu Kun and had also experienced the division of Dragon Island. He was Zhu Huo, the current Great Elder of East Dragon Island, a two-star peak Dou Sheng.
East Dragon Island's strongest expert!
Buzz!
As Zhu Kun's shout reached him, brilliant golden rays suddenly burst from Zhu Huo's brow. A dazzling Dragon Seal flickered between his eyebrows, and the tremendous disturbance instantly roused him from his deep cultivation.
Boom!
Zhu Huo abruptly opened his tightly shut eyes, and the dim hall instantly became as bright as day.
Roused hastily from seclusion, Zhu Huo covered the reacting Dragon Seal on his brow with both hands and froze briefly. Then he prostrated himself on the hall floor, trembling uncontrollably.
"It's His Majesty. It's His Majesty's voice. Your Majesty, you've finally returned."
A sob laden with endlessly tangled emotions rang through the hall. Tears streamed down Zhu Huo's aged face as he cried like a child.
The next moment, Zhu Huo casually swept his right hand through the air. A spatial rift nearly thirty feet wide appeared within the hall, and he vanished from the spot in a flash.
By contrast, the Three Great Dragon Kings